Standing in the snow
We kiss on the Harvard bridge
With two cities smiling at us
Because I had stopped
To appreciate their beauty
But got distracted by yours
And you tell me
That you hadn't stopped
In case I was cold
And my laughter
Shakes your shoulder

You said you'd walk me to my door
But the last few feet take twenty minutes
As we talk
Finally we kiss one last time
You tell me to keep in touch
And begin to walk away
I say, "you too"
It takes you ten more feet
Before you clarify
"I meant tonight"